Chapter 8: Everything is okay.
It was almost 3 in the morning and after 5 rounds of shots, 3 beers, and one rum and coke I was left all by myself. Andrew had left me to go get some drinks, but never came back. I didn’t think much into it, I kept telling myself that he was either waiting in a long line at the keg, or he had to go to the bathroom. Yet deep down inside I knew the real answer. He was with someone else.
I stumbled my way through the crowd with a blurred vision and a beer in my hand. I managed to make it to the front door without falling or injuring myself, pretty impressive especially at my state. I giggled to myself and walked out into the cold night air. I shivered a bit and pulled my blazer tighter around me. I needed to find Andrew.
I walked cautiously down the porch steps, the strong bass slowly being muffled as I walked farther and farther away from the huge house. I walked all around the house calling Andrew’s name. Yet nothing. I walked around back taking a sip of my drink and holding on to the brick wall tryign to stay balanced.
“Andrew!” I called trying to stay upright. “Where are you?!” My words slurred as I walked towards the backyard.
The backyard was filled with people dancing, playing drinking games, and laughing. Basically having a great time, something I promised I would have tonight. I downed the last of my drink and threw my cup to the floor before walking over to where everyone was dancing. I made my way through everyone slowly swaying to the beat, when I saw a familiar face.
“ZAYN!” I squealed throwing my arms up and wrapping them around his neck.
“Hey Annabelle.” he laughed hugging me back slightly. I pulled away and smiled up at him.
“Let’s dance!” I cheered just as another song began to play. This one upbeat and fun. I grabbed his hand and began to sway my hips to the beat of the music.
At first he stayed still not knowing what to do, but slowly began to cooperate and dance along with me. We must have danced for hours until I felt a warm hand touch my shoulder. I turned around quickly and saw Harry staring down at me with those amazing green eyes. I smiled widely and turned completely so my back was toward Zayn.
“Harry! There you are!” I yelled hugging him. “Let’s go dance yeah!?” I asked pulling away. “you don’t mind do you?” I asked turning around to look at Zayn. He smiled and shook his head.
“Not at all.” he said
“Awesome! Come on then! Let’s go inside though. It’s cold.” I shivered pulling Harry toward the house.
“Annabelle, are you sure you wanna do this? I mean what about An-” Harry started as we entered the house. I spun around cutting him off.
“Fuck Andrew! I wanna have fun and that’s what I’m going to do.” I snapped turning back around and pulling him into the living room where more people were dancing.
Just as we reached the middle of the room Rihanna’s ‘Cockiness’ began to play. I smiled up at Harry and began to sway my hips slowly matching the beat. I rested my hands on his shoulders as he gripped my hips dancing along with me. He pulled me closer to him and I smirked slightly, tangling my fingers into his curls.
I ran my hands down his torso, moving my hips seductively before turning around so my back was pressed closely against his front. I danced along to the beat letting my eyes flutter shut as I enjoyed this moment. I snaked my arms behind me and around Harry’s neck resting them there as I felt his hot breath hit my neck. I began to grind my butt against his crouch, making him grip onto my hips even tighter. I could hear a small groan escape from his lips making me smirk to myself.
(play this if you want. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FuaDVKCb5u8)
The song ended and another began to play quickly after. Chris Brown’s ‘Private Dancer’ began to play and more people began to enter the living room to dance.
I turned around facing Harry. I pressed my forehead to his and looked into his gorgeous eyes. He smiled down at me and I wrapped my arms around his neck as we began to dance slowly to the rhythm. His arms wrapped around my waist tightly and pulled me even closer to him. I smiled at him and ran my fingers through his curls.
His hands trailed down slowly to my ass squeezing it slightly. I didn’t care who was around, or how many people were staring at us, all I cared about was the fact that I was with Harry, and I was actually having a good time. I knew people were most likely staring at us. Wondering what the hell we were doing. I could practically hear their thoughts. ‘Why isn’t she with Andrew?’ ‘Why is someone as hot as Harry Styles dancing with HER?’
I smiled to myself and looked to my left where sure enough a group of girls were giving me dirty looks. And of course, who was in that group of girls? Lacey. Her blue eyes glared at me intensely, her knuckles turning white as she gripped onto her beer bottle. I smirked at her and shrugged before turning back to Harry.
She stared up at me with those beautiful eyes as we danced along to the slow song that was playing. I knew that what we were doing was a huge risk, that any moment Andrew could storm in here and start a fight. But right now, I could care less. I wanted to enjoy every second I had with Annabelle.
The song ended and quickly pulled away. I looked at her confused ad she grabbed my hand and pulled me through the crowd toward the kitchen. She let go of my hand and walked over to the island in the middle of the kitchen grabbing two cups.
I watched as she walked to the keg and filled the two red cups. She looked up at me and smiled before handing me one of the cups. I took it gratefully and took a drink. She did the same and took my hand again, leading us through the crowd.
“Where are you taking me now?” I laughed as we walked toward the living room. She stopped and pushed me against the wall. I looked at her in surprise and she smiled up at me.
“Hold this, and stay here. I’ll be back.” she slurred handing me her cup. I watched her as she walked away toward the hallway.
I sipped my beer as I leaned against the wall waiting for her to come back. 10 minutes passed and she still wasn’t back. I started to look around the living room trying to spot her, that was until I heard a loud banging noise. I set the cups down on the table next to me and maneuvered through the crowd.
“Hold this, and stay here. I’ll be back.” I ordered my words slurring. I handed him my cup and I walked away toward the hallway, going straight for the bathroom.
I quickly entered the empty bathroom and locked the door behind me. I pulled up the bottom of my dress and pulled down my panties before sitting on the toilet. I hurriedly did my business, eager to get back to Harry. Once I was done with that, I wiped myself and flushed the toilet. As I was pulling back on my panties I stumbled a bit into the wall. I let out a giggle and pulled down my dress, walking toward the sink.
I washed my hands and looked into the mirror trying my best to straighten myself out. I reached into my clutch and grabbed my lip gloss putting some on. I ran my hand through my hair and put my lip gloss back in my purse before opening up the door. As soon as I walked out I saw him. Andrew.
“Where the hell have you been?” He asked, anger in his eyes.
“No, I think the question is where the hell have YOU been!?” I said crossing my arms.
He looked at me shocked before answering. “I was upstairs.”
“Why were you upstairs? I thought we were suppose to be ‘together’ at this party Andrew!” I yelled un crossing my arms.
“Look let’s talk about this somewhere private. Come on.” he said grabbing my arm and pulling me back into the bathroom.
“No!” I yelled yanking my arm away from him. He turned around and looked at me. “I’m not going in there with you.” I said stepping away from him.
“Annabelle, come on.” he said through clenched teeth. His hand resting on the doorknob.
“No.” I said taking another step back.
“Don’t be childish, come on.” he rolled his eyes stepping forward and grabbing my arm roughly pulling me towards him. I dropped my clutch and used all my strength to push him away from me.
He let go of me instantly as he stumbled backwards, his back crashing loudly against the wall. Everyone looked at us shocked, even Andrew was shocked.
“No! fuck you Andrew! I’m fucking tired of you! Get the fuck away from me!” I yelled a burst of adrenaline shooting through me.
“What the fuck!? How dare you!” he yelled standing up straight and walking toward me. “You think you can talk to me like that even though you’ve been dry humping Styles all night?! I don’t think so!” he spat grabbing my arm.
“Let go of me!” I yelled pushing him away from me again. I gripped onto my arm squeezing it tightly. “Ow!” I yelped as his grip tightened even more.
“Hey! Let go of her!” I heard someone yell. Next thing I knew a hand grabbed Andrew’s shoulder, turning him around and a fist flying, hitting Andrew square in the face.
Andrew’s stumbled back into the wall again. I looked up and saw Harry, pure anger spread across his face. His hands were rolled up into fists and his chest was rising and falling rapidly. I turned and looked back at Andrew who looked outraged. I gasped just as Andrew charged after Harry tackling him to the floor.
A couple gasps a screams filled the room as the music stopped and people moved away. Andrew sat on top my Harry grabbing the front of his shirt punching him repeatedly. My hands covered my mouth in shock as I watched Harry ht hit over and over again. Tears filling my eyes.
“Stop!” I screamed. Not knowing what to do. I ran my fingers through my hair tugging slightly. “Oh my god! Stop!”
Some how Harry managed to flip Andrew over and began to punch Andrew. Tears began to spill from my eyes as I saw David and Cameron appear. They pulled Harry off of Andrew and soon enough began to beat up Harry. David held back Harry as Cameron threw punches at Harry’s stomach. Harry groaned and became limp.
“No! Please!” I yelled just as Andrew got up and pulled Cameron away. Andrew threw a couple punches before I ran toward him pushing him with full force away from Harry.
We slammed into the wall and fell to the floor, my head hitting the hard floor. I winced in pain and tried my hardest to push away the pain and keep Andrew pinned down. Andrew quickly pushed me away throwing me to the side trying to get up. I grabbed on to his leg desperate to stop him.
“Get the fuck off me!” he yelled grabbing my hair and yanking it roughly.
“Ow!” I screamed as he pulled me off his leg.
“Hey what the fuck!” I heard Zayn’s voice yell. I looked up and saw Zayn grab David and punch him. Louis appeared next to Zayn and quickly grabbed Cameron pushing him against the wall as he continued to hit him.
“What the fuck did you do to my sister!?” I heard Jason yell. I turned around and saw Jason standing behind me looking pissed off. “How dare you!” he yelled before running toward Andrew and grabbing the front of his shirt and pushing him against the wall. “Who the fuck do you think you are? Messing with my sister like that! No one! NO FUCKING ONE treats a girl like that! I don’t care who you are!” Jason yelled shaking Andrew.
“Jason please.” I whimpered rubbing my head as tears began to pour down my face.
“No Annabelle, he hurt you!” Jason yelled looking over at me.
“Yeah, well she deserved it!” Andrew yelled looking over at me as well.
“Oh hell no!” Harry yelled running toward Andrew. Jason pushed him back in which I finally realized what was going on.
Zayn and Louis were holding back David and Cameron, which were pretty badly beaten up. Then Jason had Andrew pinned against the wall, and to top it all off, Liam and Niall were trying to hold back Harry as he tried to get to Andrew. I of course was a mess on the floor with everyone to see.
“Stop please.” I said in a low voice. No one heard me.
“Let me go! I need to hit this fucking asshole!” Harry yelled struggling to get away from Liam and Niall’s grip.
“Yeah, what are you going to do? Hit me with your sorry ass punches?” Andrew scoffed rolling his eyes.
“Says the guy who’s bleeding and has a black eye.” Harry retorted.
“Oh my fucking god! What the hell did you guys do! Get the fuck out of my house! Now!” We all turned our attention to Kara who was coming down the stairs buttoning up her top. “Now! Get out!” she screamed pointing toward the door.
Zayn and Louis dropped David and Cameron to the floor and walked over to where Liam and Niall were.
“Come one man let’s go.” Zayn said tapping Jason’s shoulder.
“Alright, but I swear. You try and talk to my sister again and I’ll personally come to your house and beat the shit out of you! You hear me!” Jason yelled shaking Andrew before throwing him to the floor.
Jason walked toward me and helped me up just as Liam and Niall walked past us with Harry still in their grip. Zayn and Louis followed close behind.
“Are you all right?” Jason asked picking up my clutch and handing it to me. I nodded and took it form him.
“Yeah. Let’s just go home.” I whispered walking toward the front door.
“Oh my god! Andrew are you okay!” I turned around and saw Kara running toward Andrew.
“Yeah I’m fine babe.” he said looking over at me. I quickly turned around and walked as fast as I could out of the house.
As soon as I got outside I saw Harry yelling and the boys trying to keep him away from the house.
“No! let me get back in there!” Harry yelled pushing away the boys’ hands. “I’m not gonna let him get away with this! Let me go!” Jason ran around me and toward Harry. He was saying something to Harry that I couldn’t hear.
Apparently Harry wasn’t pleased with what he said because he immediately started struggling to get through the boys.
“Fuck no! Let me go!” he yelled once again. “He hurt her! Did you see how he treated her!? He deserves to get his ass beat!” I began to walk down the porch steps slowly.
All I wanted was to have fun, and what do I get? Drama. A huge fight that is now causing problems with people that shouldn’t be involved. I just wanted to have a nice night full of partying and drinking. Everything was fine until I went to the bathroom. I should have never left. I should have stayed with Harry. I could be dancing with him right now, carefree, everything would be perfect. But no. nothing can ever be perfect for me. Nothing.
I ran a hand through my hair and walked over to where the boys were. I sighed and pushed past the boys who were looking at me shocked.
“Annabelle, I wouldn’t-” Louis started. I turned around and shot him a glare in which he held up his hands in defense.
“Harry.” I said grabbing his face. “Look at me.” I turned his face so he had no choice but to do what I said. “It’s fine okay. I’m fine, there is no need to be angry anymore. Just drop it.” I whispered trying to sound calm.
“No. Annabelle he hurt-” he started to raise his voice again.
“When hasn’t he hurt me Harry?” I whispered quietly so only he could hear. “Look, what’s done is done. Just please calm down. I don’t want to start anymore trouble.” he started to relax slightly.
“Please. For me.” I begged looking him straight in the eyes.
He took in a deep breath before nodding. I smiled and hugged him tightly. It took him awhile to hug me back, but once he did, I instantly felt safe.
“Thank you Harry. For what you did.” I whispered into his ear closing my eyes.
“You’re welcome, even though I didn’t get there in time.” he whispered back. I shook my head and pulled away.
“It’s fine. I didn’t get hurt that bad.” I lied. I could already feel a bruise forming on my arm where Andrew had grabbed me. “Now, let’s go home.” I said to everyone. They all nodded and we walked in silence to the car.
So yeah. hopefully you like it. um the whole fighting part is annoying me. lol i don’t really like it and it took me like 5ever to get it somewhat acceptable but, i don’t know man i’m not so happy with it still /;
Eh, anyways, feedback would be awesome! (: